PFC Chapter 758 Who to choose?
Chapter 758 Who to choose?
Those three simple words sounded like fireworks exploding in the ears of the men.
Although I had expected this!
But I'm still glad that she no longer chooses to run away.
The space suddenly became somewhat quiet. To avoid making someone feel awkward, Huangfu Zique jumped out at the right moment to break the silence: "Next, Mu Tianzhen, who are you going to choose?"
Mu Zhen met Huangfu Zique's eyes and said with a mischievous smile, "Since you're so eager, then it's you!"
"No way?" The man's handsome face fell, and he put on an exaggerated expression of being sincerely misled: "I've always been on your side."
"Stop talking nonsense and start shaking!" Long Yuan still remembered that he had just drunk six cups in a row.
Having played this game for so long, he's always been the unluckiest one. He refuses to believe that these people's luck will always be better than his.
Mu Zhen looked at the dice cup with great anticipation.
This interruption instantly shattered the pink bubbles that had filled the space.
To be honest, the one who felt most embarrassed just now wasn't Mu Zhen, the seasoned woman who had had several exes.
Instead, it was Emperor Tianhuang and his few other inexperienced ladies in love.
They were slightly taken aback when the other party admitted that it was acceptable.
I knew she would admit it sooner or later, but I didn't expect her to do it so quickly.
For a moment, everyone was unsure how to react.
My heart is still pounding.
There's probably only one person in this world who can stir up such strong emotions in them with just a casual remark.
Anyway, Huangfu Zique never imagined that one day he would be associated with innocence.
Mu Zhen was still focused on Huangfu Zique's hand movements.
He naturally hoped they would roll the highest number every time.
Then everyone drank themselves into a stupor early on, so as not to miss their schedules the next day.
Three hours later.
"Cough cough... I can't drink anymore, if you're a true brother, please don't order any more for me!" Huangfu Zique's originally fair and handsome face was already flushed red.
Her peach blossom eyes were hazy and intoxicated, as if she had lost the ability to focus, and everyone she saw appeared as a double image.
He roughly tore open the collar of his shirt, revealing a pale, rosy chest underneath.
He waved his arms pleadingly, then lay down weakly. I don't know what he was thinking, but he forced himself to get up again halfway down.
He mumbled, "Continue...!"
The others weren't much better off; even Emperor Tianhuang, who never forgot to maintain his dignity, was completely drunk and revealed his true colors.
One long leg was propped up on the edge of the table without any regard for appearances, his behavior even more unrestrained and wild than Long Yuan's.
His tall frame leaned forward, his fingers tidying up a pile of misplaced wine glasses on the table, clearly not wanting to end there.
Long Yuan didn't expect Mu Zhen to be so lucky. Everyone else was almost knocked out, but she still maintained a sliver of consciousness.
This woman can not only have fun, but she can also drink!
I remember she didn't have such a high alcohol tolerance when she first transmigrated here.
It's okay, I refuse to believe that even if we all team up, we still can't beat her.
Long Yuan tugged at his shirt a few times, but still felt uncomfortable, so he simply took it off and threw it aside.
Her firm figure was revealed, wearing only a tight black tank top.
That bulging chest and those powerfully muscular arms.
Coupled with his strikingly handsome features and alluring, almost seductive eyes, the overall combination is truly captivating.
Fu Tingyu had already taken off his coat, wearing only a white silk shirt, half of which was tucked into his waistband, while the other half lay messily outside.
It makes the lines of a firm, flat abdomen appear and disappear.
When he sheds all pretense and leans there, looking at you with a half-smile and an extremely aggressive gaze, his destructive power is off the charts.
Mu Zhen didn't even dare to look at him directly.
Mu Zhen dared not go to Mu Yunfei's place even more.
When Mu Yunfei is drunk, she is a veritable enchantress who tempts people to commit crimes.
That beauty mark under the light was absolutely mesmerizing.
Their eyes, like hooks, reveal everything about you.
Of all the people in the stadium, Mu Zhen was probably the only one who could be considered somewhat sober, but even that was only barely.
People also appear as double images.
No matter how high one's social status is, when people drink too much, they're all the same.
His image is definitely ruined, and the questions he asks are getting more and more confusing.
Questions even arose about when I first had a wet dream and when I first became self-sufficient.
If Mu Zhen hadn't played this game, she would never have known that Emperor Tianhuang had actually coughed at himself when he was only fourteen years old...
Mu Zhen recalled his fourteen-year-old self; back then, he had no idea what that kind of thing was.
After going through the whole circle, including Mu Zhen, Huangfu Zique was truly the most innocent.
He didn't have a breakthrough until he was nineteen, thanks to a short film.
"Damn it! Truth or dare, I can't drink anymore!" Mu Zhen saw that the number rolled was six, closed her eyes tightly, and refused to drink anymore.
Huangfu Zique couldn't be happier that she chose truth, so he leaned over, put his arm around her shoulder, and drunkenly turned her face to face with him.
"Your choice...who is it? Hmm? No more evasive answers, I need a definite answer!" It must be me! It must be me!
Haha! Besides me, who else here can share your views on career?
Mu Zhen let out a burp, rubbed her heavy forehead, then pinched the man's chin and tried to lift his eyelids: "Choice? Tsk! Only children... make choices, okay?"
Huangfu Zique was taken aback, feeling as if his brain wasn't quite working properly, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of her words.
He didn't understand, but Mu Yunfei next to him understood perfectly.
He braced himself up, hooked his arm around the woman's shoulder, and forcefully pulled her toward him.
He forced her to look him in the eye, his voice icy: "There can only be one. Who is it?"
Mu Zhen was still struggling with her subconscious, but the alcohol had numbed her senses. She raised her hand and patted the face so close to hers: "Then... it's you!"
Mu Yunfei grinned, his smile radiant, thinking to himself, "You're smart to know what's good for you!"
On the other side, a fleeting glint flashed in Di Tianhuang's eyes behind his glasses. He gripped his wine glass tightly, took a deep breath, and wondered if it had finally come to this.
Mu Yunfei helped Mu Zhen straighten her messy bangs, but before he could take her away, his hand suddenly went empty.
Without saying a word, Emperor Tianhuang grabbed Mu Zhen by the back of his collar and, ignoring the wishes of others, dragged him away from the hall.
Long Yuan first rubbed his face vigorously without even looking, then stood up and swiftly and decisively pushed Huangfu Zique and Mu Yunfei, who had also gotten up, back onto the sofa.
Then, they were forcibly suppressed by absolute force.
"Let me go, you son of a bitch!" Huangfu Zique's eyes were bloodshot. After struggling to break free several times, he glared at Long Yuan and threatened him sharply: "Long Yuan, do you really want to turn against me?"
Fu Tingyu, who hadn't moved, poured himself another glass of wine, tilted his head back and drank it down in a few large gulps, then slammed the glass down on the table.
'Snapped! '
The loud bang of the glass shattering brought Huangfu Zique and Mu Yunfei back to their senses from their frantic struggle.
Fu Tingyu knew that if Mu Yunfei wanted to, none of them could stop him.
Teleportation, as fast as lightning, is something they cannot stop now.